The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Bojo shoved the thug aside and snorted. "Ain't no way that happened. The way I see it, it's you brats who can't even carry out simple orders!"

Then, turning to his men, he barked, "Go! Beat up that man to a pulp, but stay away from that woman."

Bojo was clearly knowledgeable enough to recognize that Whitney was the village chief.

Bees were small but they could sting-if Bojo really dared to hurt her, no one would be there for him.

Nonetheless, Frank strode in front of Whitney, shielding her while meeting Bojo's glare fearlessly. "So, you're the boss of these dicks? And who's your boss?"

"Impressive, kid." Bojo snorted. "You're the first man I met who isn't scared despite being outnumbered. Well, if you want to know who my boss is... you might find out if you could reach me alive." With that, he waved his hand, and his goons all charged at Frank.

Frank did not dodge, and his movement was nonchalant as he arrived in front of Bojo in the blink of an eye, the shockwave from his movement making a mess of Bojo's hairs.

you tell

Thud!

as Frank finished, all the goons behind

gulped, actually terrified

not kidding this

lifting him into the

You're still young... If you commit murder, you'll be in prison for the rest of

chuckling dryly. "Well, don't worry I won't stoop to killing a loser like you. Now

off this one time... I had no choice! And I'd be dead if I gave you the name!" "That

you just a debt collector? Whoever they were, I don't think they'd

"Dobring trust me, bro? If you do, then you along to town

cried as she strode up